Crossing the Tribulation, 3.5 Tribulations, Return

A single drop of a Saint's blood contained boundless divine might. Though Xiao Yan was merely an ant before a Saint, before a few Ghost Immortals who had not crossed the Thunder Tribulation, he was an unrivaled powerhouse.

Before these few drops of blood containing vast power, the four Ghost Immortals had no chance to react before the droplets struck them.

In an instant, countless thoughts were swallowed by firelight. Forget Out-of-Body—their essence, qi, and spirit were all ignited. Their souls were destroyed, leaving neither bones nor ashes.

Every impurity connected to them was stripped away, leaving only pure origin, which the flames vaporized into pure essence and absorbed.

The thoughts within the four flying drops of blood churned, and the power of their souls visibly grew stronger. Then they merged into a ball of true fire and returned to Xiao Yan's body.

These Ghost Immortals truly were supplements.

As for the Corpse Emperors they had refined, whose strength rivaled Grandmasters and even Martial Saints, Xiao Yan considered them briefly before refining them all with flames into pure life essence. Yet he did not absorb it. Instead, he scattered it across this land like rain in endless radiance.

After committing so much evil, they could at least give something back.

Xiao Yan found it somewhat regrettable. This time, he had come to wipe out the Witch-Ghost Path before they could be discovered and besieged on a large scale, so no other experts had been drawn over.

It would have been nice if that fellow Champion Marquis had been here. Taking the treasures in his hands would have been quite good too.

Still, it did not matter if he lacked such external possessions. Xiao Yan did not dwell on it. With a flick of his finger, firelight drew the Qiankun Cloth